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Through The Olive Trees- | Abbas Kiarostami 2021
Through the Olive Trees is the third layer. It takes place during the production of And Life Goes On . Specifically, it shows the making of a fictional film within a film—a love scene set in the aftermath of the earthquake. The “plot” of the inner film is simple: a young man (Hossein) and his wife (Tahereh) have lost their home. They are given a new one, but the path to it requires crossing a muddy stream. The husband carries the planks to bridge the stream, and at the end, he carries his wife across.
Tahereh said nothing. She turned the pages of her schoolbook, her face a mask of beautiful, devastating indifference. 🌳 Scene 3: The Green Labyrinth Through the olive trees- Abbas Kiarostami
Kiarostami, ever the trickster, refused to answer. But the beauty lies in the ambiguity. The final shot is shot from the director’s camera position—the camera that was filming the movie-within-the-movie. That means we are not seeing reality; we are seeing the footage of the fictional film. In other words, the happy ending (if it is happy) isn't "real life" for Hossein and Tahereh; it is a take that the director can choose to use in his film. Through the Olive Trees is the third layer
: Kiarostami uses non-professional actors playing versions of themselves, creating a narrative where real-world social tensions (like class and education) disrupt the fictional world of the screenplay. The “plot” of the inner film is simple:
Through the Olive Trees: Abbas Kiarostami’s Masterpiece of Meta-Cinema
The most revealing scene occurs during the rehearsal of the "carrying the wife" sequence. The director needs Tahereh to look at Hossein with "loving eyes" as he carries her over the stream. But Tahereh, in real life, refuses to even look at Hossein. The director tries to coax her, then demands, then finally gives up. He tells the actors to simply go through the motions. Kiarostami seems to be asking: Can you fake love? If you perform the actions of love enough times, does love emerge? Or is the performance a lie that reveals a deeper truth?
